A MAN WHO WAS SCALPED.
'Sic Bnya tlio Operation CntiBcd Illrn
oiirtkliMnblo l'nlii X Narrow H-
cnjto from Donth.
It has often b.ien said I lint a man can
not 1 vo aflor being scalped, writes a
Fort Keogh correspondent of The San
A'runcwco ( h-onicle. Ono of the Crow
-udiiiii scouts with Custer beforo that
brave officer met his fate was caught
by n party of Sioux alone on tlio prarlc
ami scalped alive. Hi-) cnomies cut a
nnnr-sliani'd llicce Cltt of tllO d'OWII ol
his head and left him writhing in
nronv. Huntioslnir ho would of course
lic. Notwithstanding all which tho
redskin recovered, and at last accounts
was living with his people on the Crow
rescrvat on and doing well. There is
an ol.! hunter in western Montana
whoso cabin is located on the eastern
slop - of the Itoiky mountains, who had
his hair raised some oars ago by a
band of savages, mid yet ho lives and
f drives in most astonishing good health.
Tito old fellow's name is Ganzio, and
by reason of li'.s advanced years would,
in tlio natural course of events, having
white hair now, only that ho has no
Jislr at all to speak of. Still, what lit
tle ho has got, is whitened, or gray, the
rest of It s head, "where the hair ought
to grow,' being as bald as a billiard
ball. To bo exact, Ganziodid not looso
Ills entire scalp, but only a portion of if.
Tho probabilities are that lie could not
have survived with tho loss of tho whole
top of Ids head. Some few years ago,
when .'3 tting Hull was master of this
country, Ganzo was the gtiido of an
emigrant part.1 en route to Fort Lara
aide, Wyom ng territory.
The story of that expedition is an ox
ccedinglv interesting one, and as relat..
cd by himself runs as follows: "One
day we were coining into the valley of
Hut creek, on our wa, to Fort Laramie,
-when wo thought we saw Ind ans coin
ing down the creek to the right. In
stead of camping there, we thought, it
safer to water our slock and go on to
tho hills ami make a dry camii in tho
busluw. 1 hail been sent on ahead up
tho h 11 to rccoiinoitor, anil took with
mo a boy named Kotintzi-, from Oma
ha, merely for company. Wo sat down
to wait for tint wagons, which were
wlowlv coining up out of the valley.
When the wagons reached us I started
on alone through the rocks and pine
bushes to' seek a good camp. A few
hundred "yards further on 1 looked
3own a ravine to the right and saw live
mom. ted Indians ride across the valley.
J started to go back to the train, when
at least a do.en Indians ran at me out
of the brush, and you bet 1 ran and
called for hop!. In a niiimlo more two
or three of them Miot at inc. I felt, a
fdiarp. stinging pain In inv right leg,
ami another in my left shoulder, and I
fell. Then I hey "were upon me in a
iiuniile, and one of Ihem put his kited
on my back, while another hit. me a
clip with a club. Another struck mc
with the butt of a gun. and then I be
came partly unconscious. Stdl I had
ronton and feeling enough 1 ft to know
that 1 was being scalped; for the ban
hold so tightly and tho pain was sr.
awful that 1 could not die then even it
I wanted to. 1 felt a hot, sting ng pain
iill around tlio top of my head the
hair being torn out by tho roots, so. to
speak -anil it. was too much. I died,
or at least l inougiii i tint oui. as u
happened my scalp, or a part of It, wac
.saved just as it. was bV.ng torn oil'. Tho
'bos at the wagon had seen mo run
Ming; Haw the Indians and came at run
thirteen of them, arriving just in time
to prevent tho red dev. Is tin slung then
work. Tho Indians, us well as m
friends, thought I was dead, but 1 came
to again, and what was loft of my scale
was laid back in place. It was oui
half torn oft' you bee, and tho place is
pretty well healed now."
"What d d you do with yourself af.
tcrward?" I inquired.
"Why, I hurried into Fort Laramto,
got the" attention of a physician, ami
went back to tho Htatcs for awhilo; bill
tho western fever camo strong upor
me airaln and 1 had to return to the
mountains, whore 1 have been ovoi
jdnoo."
Dynamite Not So Dangerous.
"'Dynatinllo is not nearly so danger
ous a substanea as people suppose."
ntd a manufacturer to a roportor for
The New York Mail and Jixprcss. "Wo
hnvo boon engaged for over soventoen
years in its manufacture and have had
but two oxplosions in our factory. With
experienced workmen safety is almost
assured. Pooido have an errouoous idea
concerning its destructive qualities.
Why, it can not compare with ordinary
black powder as a destroyer. Take,
for example, tho attempt made to blow
up the house of parliament. If the
flume amount of black powder had been
used tho ell'oct would have been fai
jnoro disastrous. Why? Hecause dyna
mite Is instantaneous anil local in iU
action, while powder is slower in ex
3aiiHlon and more far-reaching In It!
destruction. Dynamite grinds Ink
atoms ovorything within reach. Pow
der breaks things into pieces, but does
not ntoini.e thorn. Dynamite will uol
oxplode in a fire. It is exploded only
by concussion."
"Then how does It happen that dyna
mite projectiles thrown from guns "am!
mortars escape exploding in the con
eusslon of tho powder used in project
ing IhcmP'
"That Is easily explained. At th
base of tlio cartridge is allixed a layei
of rubber, which breaks the force of tlx
concussion. It Is when it strikes auc
the cap attached to the head of it ex
plodes that tho cartridge goes oft". Thh
is the only way that dynamite can Ik
employed in guns. If it wore used llk
powder it would blow tho gnu U
atoms."
How do you pay your workmen?"
Wo pay them and $2 per day.
We do not consider their occupation
any moro dangerous than that of an or
ilnnrv miner. Tho men employed on
the now aqueduct run far moro mkt
than our men do,"
I?lgtity-evon per cent of the jiopulaUon o
London do not tfO to church. Tlio guiiiilii
and fWliliiglu London mint ho iiiuuh U tto
than lu the largo cltl la this country. .Vor
rttm lit raid, '
Ik CHRISTMAS GEM.
On Clirfstma Ere tlio belli were run?.
On Christinas Krs the muss was muiz;
That only lilnlit In ml the year
Saw tliostoled print tlio ch;illce rear,
The (I:wmrl dunned tier klrtlc sheen,
Tho hull mi dressed la hotly ureen;
Forth to tho wood did merry men go
Tit gather In tho mistletoe.
Then opened wlila tltu baron's hall
To vaisal. tenant, er( nnd all:
Power laid lili rod of rule aside,
And Ceremony dolled Ills pride.
The heir with roses In Ills s'iihm.
That iilsht might vltlaso partner choose j
The lord, tinderoxttlng, share-
The vulgar pone of " xst and pair."
All hallod with tmentrtl!cd drlluht
And general vole tin; huppy. night
That to the cottage as tlm crown
Drought tidings of salvation down.
Tho fire, with well drli'd logs supplied,
Went roaring up tlio chimney uldo.
The huge hull t.ihlo'.s oike n face,
Heniblicd till It shone, tho day to grace,
Ilore there upon Its massive board
No mark to prirt tho qtrr.' and lord.
Then was imnmht in tlm Imty brawn
liyold hlnu-co.ited .serving 111:111 ;
Then the grim boar's head frowned on lilglt.
Crested with bays and rosemary.
Well can tho green-garbed r.mgrfr te'l
How, when and where thii monster fell,
What dogs bolore Ills death lie tore,
And all the bulling of llni boar.
Tho wassail round In g'tod warm bowls,
(Inrulshed with rlb.ions. blllhf ly trowls;
ll'.ere tbs huge sirloin recked; hard by
3'Ibb porridge ood, nnd Christinas, plo,
1)-billed old .Scotland to produce
At such high tide hravory goose.
Hunt came tlio merry masters In
And r.irols roared with blithesome din.
If nnmeloillous was tlm song
It was n hearty noto and atioug.
Who lists may In their tnurmii'''iK sco
Traces of ancient mystery.
Wliltc shli ts supplied the m isnuerailo
And siiinttercd cheeks the visors mailo.
Hut, ah, what maskers richly (light,
Can lioast of Iiosiiiim half so light'.'
Huglaiid was merry Kngland nIimi
Old Christmas brought his sports again.
Twas Christmas broached tlm mightiest aloi
Twas Christmas lold tlm merriest tale:
A Christmas gambol ott could cheer
Tlio poor man's heart through half the year.
-Ily Sir Waltr Ken' t. In "Marmlou."
A RACE FOR A WJFE;
OK.
A CANADIAN CHRISTMAS PARTY.
II V PIKKKK DUVAI..
How did I come to bring homo a
wifo from tlio colonies? You would
like to know, would you ? Well, its it'a
Christmas, when all ought to be every
thing that's nice and obliging, why, I'll
tell you; but I warn you there Js very
little romance about my story.
Two years ago, when I finished my
college career, my anxloii3 parents
settled it for mo that I bail buna work
ing too hard, and needed a thorough
chango of sccno and complete rest and
relaxation; naturally arguing, that, 113
I had brought on indisposition by
study, a euro would bo wrought mo.it
speedily by my endoa vot ing to forget an
soon as possible all 1 had been at so
much troublo to learn. My dear old
mother thought I was thin and looked
pule. I did not feel pale, but had no ob
jection to take advantage of my fan
cied ailnient.in so far as to agree icadily
to their proposal to pay a visit to an
uncle who had settled in the Domirion
not far from Ottawa. It is nothing to
the purpose of this story how I jour
neyed over " tho pond," and saw much
that was interesting. Sulllco it to say
that I arrived at my destination a few
days before Christinas, and received a
most hearty welcome from my jolly
old relative. I do not wonder that h.
was glad to seo me, its the long Can
dian winter, when out-door work was
at a stand-still because of tho depth of
tho snow and tho severity of the
veather, is a tedious affair; and any
Jilng which breaks tlio monotony of
ifo is welcome.
This very monotony was to mo a
joinploto change; and most of all did I
Injoy tho sleighing, which was both
necessary and delightful. Xo one,
who lias experienced tho exhilarating
sensation of skimming along tho deep
snow -and it was deep that year be
hind a pair of spirited horses, as fully
alive to enjoyment as ever their driver
could bo, is very likely to forget it.
Was it cold? So tho thermometer
said, oven suggesting over so many
degrees below zero as tho measure of
it; but it never felt so cold as an ordin
ary sloppy winter day in tho old
country. Hut this is nothing of the
story you wanted mo to tell.
A day or two beforo tho 25th, my
uncle got 11 letter from an old friend
and neighbor asking him to spend tho
festive day at his house, lie would
probably bo considered a very distant
neighbor in .Knplaiul, being some
twenty-live miles away; but in Amer
ica distances are so vast that such 11
space seems a trille, and did not count
at all as likely to affect our acceptance.
As female society was somewhat
scarce in our part of tho country,
and I heard that at Mr. I'reston's wo
should probably meet a large party, l
readily acquiesced in my uncle's pro
posal to go; so wo wont. My two rela
tives, for my aunt was of tho party,
drove in their sober sleigh, while I was
llttcd out with tho now vohiclo just
arrived from tho city, and tho two
young horses.
Of tho party nothing needs to bo told,
except that it was a complete success.
'o alt enjoyed ourselves most thor
oughly, and wero only too sorry when
the dawn of the next day warned us to
break up and go home. Xow, among
the guests was a young lady to whom I
had been introduced, who hail taken
my fancy greatly. She wis young,
and, of course, pretty, but seemed dread
fully shy; and do what I might, I
could draw her out but little about her
Bclf and her belongings. I had noticed
during tho evening how she seemed
bored by the attentions of a man evi
dently much her inferior in birth and
education, but sei'tningly well-to-do,
and I had dono what L could to relievo
her of his perpetual attendance, but
still she did no more than respond in a
formal and correct manner. I had
heard that she was a relative of a far
mersome di3tance off, and had no other
protectors, being an orphan and some
what of a stranger. It was not till
afterwards that I learned that there was
a sort of tacit understanding of en
gagement between her and Uob Saund
ers, and that to the outward observer
the girl was not a willing party to the
arrangement. Our host was a hospit
ablo man, and the good things of tho
world had bpen freely set before the
guests, with the usual ami natural re
Bult of sorting out the more reasonable
from tho over-indulgent, and beforo
midnight it became painfully apparent
that Hob had taken as much as was
good for him, and it further became
equally evident that he was not capable
of driving Alice home again. She, poor
girl, was in a terrible state of alarm
and chagrin, and I overheard her ex
pressing her disgust to a friend and
declining to trust herself to his caro
again.
"What could I do? I was the only
one of tho party who had a vacant scat,
and I could not, in common politeness,
do less than offer her my escort to seo
her home.
Hob scowled awfully, when she firmly,
but politely, declined his attendance;
nnd when ho heard Hint tho upstart
Englishman had carried off his girl,
his language, L afterwards heard, was
'f-m iw ."JP imsnri Hifei
ON UK CAM12, A ND AS HE NKA11KD US, HIS CCItSKS AXD IJIPKKCATIONS
not a little unparliamentary, and he
sworo ho would "upset his darned old
sleigh and tho gal and all, if ho swung
for it."
Of this, of course, we were in blissful
ignorance, and I had hardly settled
down into the full enjoyment of our
morning drive, beforo Alice burst into
hysterical tears, and buried her face
in tho buffalo robes, and sobbed as
thought her heart would break.
"Oh, Mr. llurton," sho gulped out be
tween tho sobs, " I am so much obliged
to you for taking care of tne. l'leaso
forgive my crying, but 1 am so un
happy." 1 did my best to pacify her, and suc
ceeded so far its to got her to confide in
mo how sho had yielded to tho persecu
tions of her lover in so far as to con
sent to his visiting her. This was
chielly in deference to her guardian's
wish and not because she could really
like or respect such a man.
AVo had not gono far in these
pleasant confidences when I heard
tho jingling behind of other bells, and
Alice turned to mo in a tono of great
alarm.
"Oh, Mr. Jlurton, I do beliovo that is
Mr. Saunders behind us, and ho is
driving like a madman. Hut wo are
nearly to my guardian's, l'leaso push
on and got out of his way."
lint though T whipped my good
horses up to their best pace, they had
gono far and wero getting pumped out,
while our pursuer had a fresh and
splendid team.
On ho came, and as ho ncared us, his
curses and imprecations got plainer
nnd plainer, and it was evident ho
had lost control not only of his temper,
but also of his horses too, and I was
soon painfully awaro that wo wero all
of us in imminent danger.
Urging my steeds as well as I could,
I steered for tho sido of tho track, so its
to keep my precious freight furthest
from danger, but I was unable to got
out of tho way, and in two seconds
more crash camo tho brute riyht into
us, nnd I remember no more.
How long I was unconscious I don't
know, but when I camo to myself I
was lying in bod in a comfortable but
homoly room, with a very singular
ignorance of how I camo there,
' Thank God! ho is nllvti," I heard
whispered, uud, opening my eyes, 1
saw the tearful face of Alice gazing at
! 'pi... .... :.. ..r 1 .1
im;. xiiu n'31, 10 uiuifjiu ui e. jiitiiiiitioii.
I had broken pome bones ami got a
tremendous knock on the head, but
some how managed to pull through tho
shock, and thanks to the devoted nurs
ing of my dear Alice, quito enjoyed
the process of getting well again. She,
dear girl, was not much hurt, because
of my precaution to drivo so the rulllan
did not drive into that sido of the
sleigh.
Does it want much explaining how
we got so to like one another that she
concluded to visit the old country a3
my bride? I think not. How did wo
settle with Uob Saunders? Well, we did
not have much trouble with him.
When ho got sober again ho was so
much ashamed of himself that he sold
out his belongings and moved out
further west, where tho last I heard of
him was that he was an ardent apo3tlc
of the IJluo Itibbon Army.
LITTLE BESSIE.
An Interesting Clu Utnias .Story,
Deacon Amos Dorr was a thoroughly
good man and a true Christian, and
was noted for his deep love for little
children. Mr3. Dorr, his wife, was a
good and upright woman; but was
noted for her deep lovo for property.
, Many years before our story, a little
child came to gladden the hearts of the
worthy couple; but only for a few
brief years wa3sho permitted to remain
with them.
Then came a dayonly a week before
Christmas when sweet little Allie lay
sick unto death with that dreadful dis
ease, membranous croup; and that
year the Christmas snows were softly
falling over a little new-made grave, as
the grief-stricken and childless couple,
sat by the chimney corner, in which no
gaylittlo stocking was hanging, ready
to be filled with the littlo toys so care
fully prepared by loving hands. lint,
as tho years rolled on, the cares of tho
world entered into tho mother's heart,
and nearly crowded out the memory of
the little child. Xotso with tho father's
loving heart! Ah.no! For the sake of
his lost darling, all other children wero
regarded by him as so many precious
jewels, to bo guarded carefully, and
most tenderly loved. Tho ono great
desiro of the Deacon's heart was to
adopt ii little girl; but never a word of
this had he spoken to his wife.
Ono cold November evening, when
tho wind was wailing mournfully
around the old house, bringing to mind
tho cold winter so near at hand, the
good couple wero quietly seated In
their cosy sitting-room, engaged in
their usual evening occupation, tho
Deacon reading, and his wifo knitting.
Just as Mrs. Dorr was endeavoring to
calculate to a cent, how much that day's
churning would " fetch," tho Deacon's
volco broke tho silence, as ho methodi
cally folded his paper and placed it on
tho tablo beside him.
" Seems as ef it grows lonesomer an'
lonesomer every year, Xancy'remarkcd
the Deacon, with a sigh.
" Lonsomerf repeated Mrs. Dorr in a
tono of surprised inquiry. "Why
aint lonesome; I have work enough to
do to keep mo from getting lonesome,
I hope. What in the world's come over
you, Amos?"
"Well, I don't know," replied tho
Deacon slowly, " Hut somehow or other
it seems terribly sorter still, like, round
tho house lately. Xancy," catching
his breath "Nancy, why can't wo take
a child?"
"Take a chiMi" ropeatcd Mrs. Dorr
in amazement. dronniuL' her knittins
into her lap and catching hor spectacles
from hor eyes. "What an idea! as
much as I have to do! Why, 1 shouhl
go distracted to have a child round
under foot; and the expense of bring
ing up a child, too, 'specially a girl
You must bo crazy, Amos, to think of
such a foolish thing."
" Well, well, wife," hastily replied the
Deacon, " 1 didn't know but you might
think well of It, seoln' wo'ro all alone,
bo; but 1 shall got along well enough.
Mebbe John's children will come down
next srmmor and stay a spell."
"Dear me! 1 never did see such
man in all my born Jays," said Mr.
Doit, resuming her knitting, "vou ai.i
never satisfied unless there's half
dozen young ones at your heels."
The Deacon took up his pnpjr and
went to reading again, thinking that
enough had been said upon the sub
ject, for that time at least.
This was Saturday night. Tlm fo!
lowing day Mrs. Dorr was forced to go
to church alone, as her husband was
suffering from a cold, and declared
that ho wasn't a-troin to keep the coiv
gregation in a quiver with his cough
ing." Left to his own devices, the
good Deacon, like men of smaller
growth, fell at once into mischief. Oi
it might have appeared to Mrs. Dorr
had sho known that her husband
availed himself of her absence by
writing a letter to his favorite nephew,
John Ferris, in Boston. IJut fortu
nately. the good woman did not hear
of this letter untill a long time after.
And when that time came, "things
had changed, and sho had changed;"
so it did not matter.
The next day tiie Deacon walked
down to the village and mailed the
precious missive, and in tho course of
a week there camo a letter to tho farm
house nephew John.
"Why that 3 .J0!in3 wntin : ex
claimed Mrs. Dorr glancing over her
husband's shoulder as, with an impas
sive countenance, he proceeded to read
his letter. " It is from John," ho pres
ently announced.
"Do you want a boarder, JJancy?
good pay Kitarantecd. John wants to
know if you'll board a four-year-old
girl for a while. Ho says she's quiet
and well-be-haved; I guess John's sort
of a guardeen, or something, for tho
child."
QRKW PLAIKKK AXI PI.AIXKU,
" AVhy, T don't know," said Mrs. Dorr
impaling her back hair on a knitting
needle and folding her hands medita
tively. " P'raps I could manago to
somehow. Winter's a good time for
boarders, for hj?. on account, of butter'n
cheese. J5ut a child well, I'll see be
tween now and morning."
Tito Deacon wisely forbore to say
much on the subject; for he very well
knew how his wife would decide. So
he wiis not at all surprised when sho
said the next morning that "she'd
thought it over, and she guessed she
would try it, but she should want good
pay." Secretly delighed to hear this,
tho Deacon immediately answered hi3
nephew's letter, and in a few days was
gratified by the arrival of Mr. Perrij
with his littlo charge.
"1 will seo that the child's board is
paid ;is long as you will keep her, Aunt
Xancy," said tho gentleman. " She is a
dear little thing and has neither father
nor mother. Her father died while in
my employ; and the mother being dead
some time before, the children had to
be separated. There wero two others,
another girl and a boy. Thcynvo in the
asylum," he added brielly.
"Why aint this ono there too?" in
quired Mrs. Dorr.
" O, I took a fancy to her," replied
Mr. Ferris carelessly. " I wish sho
could have si good homo somowhero. r
shall look alter her until sho does, J
think."
Mr. Ferris stayed with them only a
day and a . night; and with many an in
junction to his little charge to bo a good
girl and mind Aunt Nancy, ho bado
them good-by, and was whirled back to
tho big city.
Utile Uessio was rather lonely at
first in tho large, old farm-house; but
sho was a cheery littlo soul, and soon
began to sing and chatter from morn
ing till night. Sho followed th Deacon
about like a faithful little spaniel; and
then tho good man was positively un
happy when sho was not with him. It
was a pretty sight to seo tho sunny
haired littlo maiden trudging about
with the quiet old farmer, holding fast
to his big, bluo-mittened hand with her
wee scarlet-covered one. Every animal
on tho place learned to lovo her, and,
strange to relate, Aunt Nancy at last
fell captive to her infantile charms,
and, unknown to herself, n big place
was .hawing out in her heart for the
little child. And now Christmas was
come, and the Deacon, half suspecting
what was taking place in tho mind of
his wife, resolved upon a grand stroke.
Christmas eve, tho child wa3 un
dressed a3 usual, and placed in her little
cot which stood in a corner of the room
where slept the Deacon and his wife.
Not close by the bed where Allie's crib
used to stand, poor littlo orphan girliel
Away off in a corner by herself, just a
poor little lonely boarder! Ah well!
thy good angel is hovering near, littlo
one!
Mrs. Dorr, after setting things to
rights in the kitchen, for the night, re
turned to the sitting-room and found
it empty; but in the chimney-corner
hung one of dear little Allie's stockings,
tilled as Mrs. Dorr quickly discovered
with the very toys she had had in
readiness so long a?o, to put into this
same little stocking. As she stood
silently gazing at it, the tears slowly
gathering and falling, tho bedroom
opened and disclosed the Deacon stand
iug there, with such a look of love and
longing on his kind old face, that it
instantly became manifest to her, what
her husband desired and expected from
her hands, an it'.v precious, Christmas
gift. And all .at once her soul seemed
Hooded with tendernes.i and love. Lovo
for the little child so safe in Heaven,
and for the littlo one so quietly sleeping
in the little crib which tlio Deacon had
drawn up cloae to tho side of the bed.
"Nancy ."said tho good man, holding
out his hand, and leading his wife to
the side of the crib, "Nancy, will you
give me this little child? she is the ono
gift I crave."
"O, Amos!" said Mrs. Dorr brokenly,
"she aint mine to give; she's the
Lord's; hut I guess she's meant for
you anyway. 1 I've been growing
hard and stingy, Amos. 1 can see it
now. I'd most forgot my own little
girl, and everything else, but my own
self. IJut I'm a goin' to have a share
in this little thing." she exclaimed
stooping to ki?s the little sleeper. " I
declare, sha looks its Allie used to," she
remarked, wiping her eyes, as they
turned to leave the room.
"I've thought so' all the time," re
plied the Deacon, as he softly chved
the door upon the sleeping child. Who
had all unconsciously, entered into a
kingdom of love, there to stay, and
make glad the hearts of those ' about
her. i
In a Dentist's Chair.
Pretty soon the dentist stuck his
head into the door and told mo it was
my turn. 1 asked him how ho had dis
posed of the tvina 11s of my predecessor
to easily. Ho smiled moro sweetly
than ever and motioned mo into tho
operating chair. 15y its side was a
little silver mounted spittoon, for use
in case a vital organ was punctured. I
told him 1 wanted the tooth drawn
out front view, cabinet size. He replied,
that if 1 didn't likj tlio proof 1 could sit
over as many linns as I liked, lie had
me there.
L throw back my head and opened my
mouth. The dentist involuntarily
grasped the s do of his chair and said
he believed he wouldn't como in be
cause his feet were muddy. Then he
ran his arm into my face and began to
feel around somowhero inside. I se'zed
his arm, dragged it out of my person.
and explained that my tooth was still
in my mouth, that 1 had not swallowed
it. lie said yes, he knew it. I suppose
he had personally investigated. I never
experienced such an instance of fellow
foilinir in mv life.
"1 ve found it!" ho cried, excitedly.
at last.
"I've known where it was all tho
time, I answered with chocked
sarcasm.
Tito dentist turned to his chest of
gleaming tools and picked out a
machine that I have seen blacksmiths
use in shoeing horses. Tho minute
the cold steel entered my mouth I be
gan to repent. It felt its fearful way
ilong until it got to a tooth that suited
it. J he critical moment had arrived.
The dentist leaned forward, planted his
head against my chest, braced both
feet against the writer, said "now look
pleasant won't bo long," and gavo a
mighty jord. There was a cracking
ound in my brain, a blending Hash of
cerebral lightning, a sensation like tho
disintegration of worlds, and tho tooth
was out. I think tho root was wrapped
tbout the backbone, and had begun to
sprout in the shoulder-blade.
She's a daisy," panted tho dentist.
She's the best thing out," I re
plied, coldly. Cabriolet, in the Siring
field (0.) Globe-liepublic.
A Perishable Cargo.
Mr. William Parsons, tho lecturer,
was ono day a passenger on a uig
sleigh away up in Michigan. On tho
road they met another sleigh not near
ly so big as thoir own. Tho littlo sleigh
kind of kept to tho middle of tho
drifted road, and tho driver, of the big
Sleigh kind of turned clear out and
kind of turned his sleigh clear over and
plunged his six or seven passengers
up to thoir necks or heels in tho chilly
drift, just as they happened to bo shot
in head first or feet foremost. Loud
was thoir wrath. They wanted to mob
their cowardly driver. "Why didn't
vou make tho littlo fellow turn out?"
Why didn't you upsot him?" "Why
did't you run ovor him?" they demand-
d. "Could of dono it," said tho
hivor. groping around in tho snow for
stray vnl.sos. "out 1 kind o hatcc to
poil his load." "What was ho haul
ing?" demanded the lecturer. "Dyna
mite, for tho mines," said tho driver.
Tlioy accepted his apology, and tho
work of excavating for tho burled Troy,
the ontombod dross-suit and "Tho
Heros of tho Homeric Age" wont ou in
silence. llrooklyn Eaalt,
It4 a whe nlrht-kor that kuov Its own kev-
holfc .Vw JIatmt .Ym.